Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Togo and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Gastr Del Sol to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
Von Mondo,
Ludus,
Jesper Dahlback,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
David Axelrod,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The United States of America,
Jerry's Kids,
Moebius,
Danielle Patucci,
The Buckinghams,
Funky Four + One,
The Velvet Underground,
A Certain Ratio,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The American Breed,
The Birthday Party,
Groovy Waters,
The Raincoats,
The Searchers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Crispy Ambulance,
OOIOO,
Judy Mowatt,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Electric Prunes,
Aloha Tigers,
Excepter,
Hashim,
Vladislav Delay,
Johnny Clarke,
Country Joe & The Fish,
a-ha,
Rufus Thomas,
Youth Brigade,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gang Starr,
Quando Quango,
Subhumans,
Sarah Menescal,
Metal Thangz,
Bronski Beat,
Sun Ra,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Harry Pussy,
The Residents,
The Count Five,
Big Daddy Kane,
Byron Stingily,
Ash Ra Tempel,
KRS-One,
Sex Pistols,
Sight & Sound,
Deakin,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Cecil Taylor,
Bootsy Collins,
Altered Images,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Alison Limerick,
Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.